If I could find the captain, I would hug him!
Trip Start Oct 16, 2005
14Trip End Oct 30, 2005
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We're on the ferry that takes us to the dock, as the reef system in Georgetown doesn't permit large ships to dock in town. Good idea!. It's a little wet in the ferry and it looks like a storm hit earlier today.
I'm the second to get off the ferry, up the ferry steps and I'm airborne and laying on my back. Shocked would be a good expression. I'm struggling to get up and three official looking people are running toward me. Gary is right behind me helping me up. I'm now on my feet, sort of dazed, wondering what in the heck happened
We get over to the area, and my back is sore. That isn't going to stop me getting on the bus. It slowed me down getting off the bus once we were at the beach. Then it really felt sore when I tried (but succeeded to get into my kayak).
To say I was the fastest paddler just didn't happen. We got to the dock, which is pretty far off the water, and I just shuddered at the stair rails going up. Maybe I should stay in the kayak was my thoughts.
Wimp was the second thought.
Going up was like having back labor during a pregnancy. Stupidity was not staying in the kayak, or dumping in the water from the kayak.
Now the problem is the dock is swaying big time, and I just know that if I get in the warm water, with the motion of the waves, that will massage my back and take away all the pain
The pain doesn't stop, but I am determined to enjoy the time off the ship.
Then the sky turns almost black and everyone is scampering to get off the dock and head back to the bus, which is about a 15 minute paddle.
Ok, so I am not the fastest again. But I am determined. We fianlly get back to land, and Gary helps me out of my kayak, and I look like a wimp infront of the group. It helps to know that I won't see anyone again after the cruise.
I'm tighter going back on the bus, and I'm limping down the street in Georgetown cause we always get Kary & John a Tortuga Rum Cake. Got it, and it's pouring down. Might as well get a bottle of Cuban Rum to go with it.
Back on the ship, I have a note that I have to sign off on an injury report. That will happen after I take a hot shower. We have no asprin or Alieve, so I call Dennis' cabin to see if he has any.
Bingo he's bringing some up. Dinner is in two hours, and I know if I lay down, I'm not getting back up. So I've got my Alieve, and I think we need to "walk" off the back pain. Dinner is a trial, and I even skip the desert. Now that is a first.
But I'm going straight to bed to get rid of the pain so it's going to better tomorrow.